one spring
ago, terrified to be touched, you draw me
tonight, at last, deep within your frantic
countryside.
let me catch the downtime plane
wish me goodbye
it isn't that it doesn't hurt
see there are tears in my eye.
As the rains do not scar the dark hills
my body shall leave no trace on yours.
When wind and hawk meet, we shall
celebrate our distances.
ago, terrified to be touched, you draw me
tonight, at last, deep within your frantic
countryside.
let me catch the downtime plane
wish me goodbye
it isn't that it doesn't hurt
see there are tears in my eye.
As the rains do not scar the dark hills
my body shall leave no trace on yours.
When wind and hawk meet, we shall
celebrate our distances.
